Kath Lagda (feat. Dhanda Nyoliwala)
Something vi all adore
One thing vi are living for
Nothing but struggle
Stuck in this rubble
Fighting for more and more
Ho pind turan jado mallo malli kath lagda
Shows utte lagde queue
Nange pairi galliyan ch bhajjya jithe
Othe paake phiran lv de shoes
Hun adhe kilometran ton haak maarde
Jehde vekh kade bhed de si baaliyan
Jithe ajj kall saal na vi viah tapde
Othe 10 saal handh gaiyan yaariyan
Puch bajwe nu kinni gumraah hoye aan
Zindagi ch hoye kade tang na
Je tera saade aaliyan naal kade raabta hoya
Bhull ke vi chhed baithi jang na
Tor tappe, leera, lattan, weapon ya goli katta
Rakhde aan full load karke
Moohfatt chidh mache, samjhi na bhor gitte
Rakh ditte photo vich jad ke
Je vairi fer vi na tale rakhde ne chabb ke
Karde nahin thoon thoon
Ho pind turan jadon mallo malli kithe lagda
Shows utte lagde queue
Nange pairi galliya ch bhajjya jithe
Othe paake phiran lv de shoes
Haan, jehde pindan shehran vich mainu sunde jawak
Sare ik din mere ton taan honge
Kade ron ge na kise diya jebaan vall dekh
Bahote kalakari hatho hi fana honge
Saari thoughts diya gall na ke bho raja vich
Kade sath vich khedde hun wagona de vich
Jehde gandiyan likhaiyan wale kadde si schoolon
Ohna sareyan di billboard chadhda ae pic
Munde westernan naal karde compete firde
Westernan naal karde compete firde
Maan da desi te videshi aa boot
Nyoliwala
Hatth rabb da sar te mere pair lambo mein
Chore aaye tere shehar dekh jackets cambo mein
Bande ankhi diler saare nasli asli
Beta haal ke karange abhi diya ni demo mai
Kare yaari ki baat ya wafadari ki baat
To mhare kisse gaye jaane maare jaane ke baad
Kalakari ki baat ya adakari ki baat
Toh industry khauf mein maare aane ke baad
Majha, malwa, doaba ke ae delhi haryana
Jaane humne karachi te baloch ka nayana
Teri ise mein bhalayi chori dil na lagaiye
Re main beeta hoya lamha hu, mudke ni aana
Dhakke kha ke bus'aa mein pahunche business loan mein
Stock trading'an vi private plane mein hove hai
Uth tadke main net on karu phone ka
To missed calls aur message'an ki rain si hove hai
Phone keypad, gaddi rakhi auto baliye
Khali gayi ni eh laayi kade lotto baliye
Din chadhe hi kath laage ghar de bahar
Log maarke flasha'n leve photo baliye
Ho legacy li daud meri legends jehi soch
Main tahiyon kise naal compete na karaan
Dil kine tode, is supne de peechhe
Touchwood, hustle na cheat na karaan
Si keha bapu kujh mile na halatan kolon bhajj
Khaami mehnat di sukki te haram wali chhad
Billo adiya main poora hikk game'an muhre kadd
Utto vairi jehde hassde si rakh ditte gadd
Kinne kehnde si tu ik din jail vikhunga
Bua aakhdi si hoya jadon fail vikhunga
Enna ho gaya nakeela muhre khade na koi
Te jehda khaduga telan de vich tel vikhunga
Munda mintu da jahajan vich napp maarda
Khulle bootiyan ch bhar ke galoon
Feels Like (feat. Dhanda Nyoliwala)
Something we all cherish
One thing we're living for
Nothing but hard times
Stuck in this mess
Fighting for more and more
Oh, when we roll through the town, it feels so right
Lines outside the shows
Running barefoot in the streets we go
Where we put on those fancy shoes
Now we’re sprinting from halfway down
Where we used to see the secrets being uncovered
Where today, just like yesterday, no weddings happen
There friendships we had for ten years are gone
Asking the band how lost we got
In life, never feeling stuck
If you never connected with our crowd
Forget it, don’t pick a fight with us
Torn clothes, loose talk, weapons out, firing shots
We’re fully loaded, baby
Screaming down the street, it’s not a joke
Saying it loud in pictures we posted
If the enemy’s still around, they’re hiding
They don’t mess with us
Oh, when we roll through the town, it feels so right
Lines outside the shows
Running barefoot in the streets we go
Where we put on those fancy shoes
Yeah, those towns and cities where I’m hearing young folks
One day, they’ll get the better of me
Never crying over anyone’s back
All those skills will just be gone
All the talk, not just street talk,
All hanging together, riding in vans
The ones who wrote dirty messages back in school
They’ll be up on billboards, smiling big
Boys competing with the West, yeah
Competing with the West, yeah
Desi hearts, foreign looks on their boots
Nyoliwala
With the grace of the heavens above me
I walked in your city, checked out jackets, all shiny
These dudes are real, born authentic
I’m just here trying to get my demo out
We talk loyalty, we talk friendship
Until we step away once they’re gone
We talk about art, we talk about acting
But the industry leaves us scared to be here
Majha, Malwa, Doaba, and then Delhi, Haryana
Just look at how we roll from Karachi with a gaze
Don’t let feelings from the past cloud your heart
I’m just here living this moment, don’t look back
Bumped into the bus on the road for a business loan
Stock trading even while flying private
Woke up, turned on my phone
To a storm of missed calls and messages
On the phone keypad, with the auto parked
It’s never empty, I ain't lottery luck
As the day breaks, it feels good outside
People posing for photos, enjoying the sun
Oh, chasing legacies, thinking like legends
I don’t want to compete with anyone
How many hearts break, chasing dreams
Touch wood, hustle, I’ll never cheat
Dad said, nothing ever comes from sitting idle
Sweat over hard work, and leave the bad behind
Getting through this game with sheer effort
Those enemies who laughed before, we left them behind
How many said I’d end up locked away?
Aunt said when I’d fail, they’d see me break
Indeed, those days are gone, no one’s standing tall
And the ones who stand up will see what it’s like to fight
A boy rocking like a king in style
Running in the air, living free on the ground.